Wilma Neels Poet Free verse

'unlocked Memories'

I locked away all thoughts of you,
   In a safe, I tried to let go of the key
But it stuck to my hand,
   Refusing to let me be...

Like the memories they became distant
   But some days out of the blue 
They would be so vivid again...

Like I could pick one at random
   And the scene would replay in my head
As if it happened yesterday...
   We drifted apart but in a sense we drifted together.

The things that drove me away
   Somehow brought me closer...
The key that closed the door
   Also unlocked the memories,
Opened fleeting moments of yearning,
   A past that should not be my future...

I want to slip away, 
   Downstream if possible,
But the river has changed direction
   It is flowing upstream

Closer to the person
   I need to get away from…

*another sleepless moment :)*
24/02/2011

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Jslambert Mister Roboto March 14, 2011 at 5:20 AM I enjoyed this poem, Wilma. Many people have had this feeling. I really like the stanza about the river. Nice analogy.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart February 27, 2011 at 2:19 PM Beautiful write on memories of the past which linger into the present Wilma.. such lovely poetic form and expressive in content my friend..enjoyed with luv..

Andrea Dietrich February 27, 2011 at 12:35 AM that is very interesting how you had the symbolism of the river keeping you drifting closer to the one you want to get away from. Is this for any contest or just purely from sleeplessness! I am so tired right now I feel like a zombie. But I have like three more people... Luv ya, Andrea

Michael J. Falotico February 25, 2011 at 4:42 AM Very good poetry... your heart pours out and opens us all up to your peaks and valleys.. That is the mark of a true POET... and Im pround to be your friend...love Michael

Dr.Ram Mehta February 24, 2011 at 4:22 PM Well expressed thoughts of joy and pain beautifully worded, Wilma

Sara Kendrick February 24, 2011 at 2:11 PM Very descriptive, expressive and creative work..We can do our best work in the middle of the night I think..Enoyed reading your work this afternoon..Thanks for stopping by my blog and commenting ...I appreciate the encouragement..Sara

Daver Austin February 24, 2011 at 1:53 PM I agree. Sometimes distance can overheat a situation in one's mind. Good point. Good poem. Love, daver

Sharon Ruebel February 24, 2011 at 1:28 PM Hello Wilma, This is a wonderful write full of both sad and glad. I can relate to this one. Why is it I wonder that when they are gone they seem to be more in the present? I love your words. As ALways, Shar

Kash Poet February 24, 2011 at 1:19 PM Very emotional and insightful write here Wilma!Enjoyed---kashinath

Joe Maverick February 24, 2011 at 12:06 PM yes Wilma there are there those occasions when life just seems to head off on its own direction, well expressed emotion & feelings here.

James Fraser February 24, 2011 at 11:46 AM Your sleepless moments are not affecting your writes Wilma, nice poem.....:)

Poet Tacito February 24, 2011 at 6:28 AM Just over 2 yrs ago, I had to do the same thing. I cannot express enough how much this meant to me. Fantastic lines.